Fire Phoenix (I)
Five years ago, he came back from studying abroad, before he came back, although I have never seen him, but every time I received a phone call from his unique male low and magnetic voice, I always felt an inexplicable urge, coupled with the company’s female colleagues up and down on his imminent return to the kind of expectant expression, more so that my heart repeatedly rose a kind of desire to be raped.
Seven years ago, two weeks before I joined the company as a secretary, he went to study in the U.S. During the two years, if colleagues mentioned him, they were all happy and excited, and almost no one disliked him. Because of his study abroad, our general manager was temporarily acting by Mr. Huang, and I later became Huang’s secretary.
A bunch of people have been asking their bosses to let them go to the airport to meet him, a single nobleman that everyone loves and who will be my boss as of next week. I’ve never met him before, yet I I feel familiar with him.
A month before he came back, the chairman of the board approached me and told me that he was coming back and that Vice President Huang was going to be transferred to Kaohsiung as the general manager of the domestic department, and asked me if I wanted to follow him to Kaohsiung or stay in Taipei. I chose to stay in Taipei because I was not familiar with Kaohsiung. Because of this, I naturally became his secretary to the general manager of the foreign department. The president asked me to find a high-class building, rent it for him, and have it furnished before he returned. So I began to take the initiative to contact him and ask him about the conditions he wanted to live in. A few hours after I found the apartment and faxed him the room compartments, he used CAD to draw a set of decoration drawings and sent them back, so fast, so careful, so structurally complete, it was unbelievable, oh my god! This man is my boss from now on.
I began to take care of the details of the decoration, and he gave me instructions: “As if you were going to live in it yourself in the future.” My coworkers jokingly said, “You’re preparing your bridal chamber.” Or: “How’s your new house coming along?” I really felt like I was going to live in it, and every afternoon I would go to the construction site to check if there was anything that wasn’t done. One of the things I never understood was that he insisted that his bed must be made of solid wood, an extremely sturdy elevated bed that would not collapse even if ten people were hanging from it.
Finally, three days before his return, everything was completed, and after I had personally done the final cleanup everywhere, tired and relieved, I lay down on my bed, an incredibly sturdy, large and comfortable bed, and I fell asleep without even realizing it.
Suddenly he stood in front of me and looked directly at me with his deep gaze, as if he wanted to see through my deepest intentions of anticipating being raped. I stripped off my entire body and knelt naked before him. I swallowed his entire shaft into my mouth without reservation, I devoured his body greedily, he was mine, no one could compete with me, I sucked hard while one hand began to caress my private parts, and just at the moment of his orgasm, I too vented wildly, helplessly.
After a shudder, I woke up to the realization that it had been a dream, that I had had a lewd dream in his new bed, and for the first time in my dream I did orgasm and wet his bed. I hurriedly wiped the place wet with my lust again and again. I couldn’t stop my heart from throbbing.
After I made the last inspection and set up the pot of fire phoenix that I inserted by myself, I rushed to the company’s welcome dinner specially organized for him with an uneasy and excited heart. I finally understood why so many people were fascinated by him. Even though he had just traveled for 10 to 20 hours, plus the time difference between day and night, I couldn’t see any signs of fatigue in him at all, he was laughing and joking, and he was even more attractive than the man in my dream with his 180 height and sturdy body.
The meal was over and the company driver drove us back to our home, no, no, no, no, his place, and after a month, I had gotten used to the “you’re going to live in it yourself” feeling.
The driver brought in his luggage and asked me if I wanted to wait for him to drive me home. Somehow I managed to tell him, “No, I still have something to report to the general manager.” He nodded to the driver and said: “You go back to rest first, I’ll take Secretary Hong home later.”
After I had reported to him one by one on every piece of decorative equipment in the room, we went into his bedroom. He looked at the pot of flowers that I had deliberately arranged, looked at me in the eyes and said: “Did you arrange it yourself? Fire Phoenix!” I nodded.
Suddenly, he looked at the spot on the bed where I had gotten wet two days before and said, “Huh…” My whole body began to tremble, “Oh, no… Did I not wipe it clean?
Fire Phoenix (II)
He pointed to the spot that was covered with my lust that day, and with a surprised expression, he said, “What… on this sheet? I stuttered, “I… I…” The feeling of shame ravaged my whole body, and then suddenly I fainted, unable to control it any longer. I felt that he was able to hold me up with his quick hands, and then picked me up and put me on the bed.
In my stupor, I repeatedly murmured in my sleep: “GM… I… I didn’t mean to get it wet, I… I didn’t mean to.” In a trance, I heard him say, “It’s okay, if it’s wet, it’s wet, just dry it off, just lie down and rest, you must be exhausted.”
I kept on dreaming, kept on struggling, I don’t know how many times I said “I didn’t mean it”, but subconsciously, I didn’t want to wake up, because after every struggle and dream, I could always feel a wave of caring, a kind of warmth and comfort always appeared on my forehead or my arm after my struggles and dreams, a kind of pleasure, a kind of tender and thoughtful feeling that I had never felt before. A warm comfort always appeared on my forehead or arm after my struggles and dreams, a kind of pleasure that I had never felt before, a kind of tender and considerate feeling. With that warm feeling, gradually my heart seemed to calm down a lot.
I don’t know how long I was unconscious, when I opened my eyes, I only saw him sitting on a chair next to the bed, holding a towel in his hand, gently wiping the sweat from my forehead, I fiercely wanted to sit up, but my body was too weak to listen to me. He made a gesture for me to remain lying down.
“This bout must have worn you out, lie down and rest and I’ll take you home.”
“GM… I… I didn’t mean to get it wet, I…”
He didn’t wait for me to continue before he said, “What does it matter if it’s wet? Just change another pillow, just because you fell asleep, I can not help you change.” He said while walking to the other side of the bed, took another pillow and came back, signaling me to change the pillow over: “A dry pillow will be more comfortable.”
“But… General Manager, the bedsheets… I…” Just as I was at a loss for words, he continued, “The pattern on the bedsheets is exactly what I wanted! You’ve got a great eye for finding something that’s exactly what I imagined. No wonder the chairman gave you the job.”
Oh, my God! He was just surprised how I managed to find the sheet, not discovering the lustful water I had leaked onto his bed. The excitement of my whole heart relaxing once again made me pass out. But no more nightmares this time.
When I opened my eyes again, he wasn’t at the bedside, and a feeling of loss came over me. I walked out of the bedroom, heard the sound of him organizing things in the study, slowly walked to the door of the study, and saw that he was putting the books in his luggage one by one on the bookshelf, when he saw me, his face showed a kind of caring smile: ”Feeling a little better? Do you want me to take you home first? So that your family won’t worry.”
Just as I was about to say, “That’s better!” I was about to say, I suddenly changed my content, I touched my head and showed a weak expression: “My head is still dizzy.” Oh my god! I lied! What was I doing? I couldn’t leave! I was already mesmerized by his grace. There had never been any man for whom I could tell a lie, but his gentleness, his demeanor, his… so much of his… had me enamored with a man whom I had met for the first time but whom I had felt so familiar with.
“If you don’t want to stay in bed too long, then rest in the living room for a while, I’m almost done organizing and will make a coffee later.”
It was then that I realized that he had almost finished unpacking his things, and had finished setting them up one by one. A coffee maker had been installed, and the time on it showed 1:38, and it was already midnight, so I had no intention of going home. I live in a rented suite, a room and a hall, although not large, but over the years, I have always thought it is very comfortable. Usually at home, I am used to take off all the constraints, a kind of freedom, completely liberated comfort. But today I didn’t want to go back there at all. Suddenly, I became afraid of being alone.
“Coffee?” He asked as he unpacked his bags and walked out of the den. I nodded.
He finished beating the coffee beans and put the coffee on, and at once the aroma of coffee filled the whole house. He poured the coffee, brought it to the tea and sat down across from me.
“Do you want to call home and check in first?” He asked me.
“I’m the only one working in Taipei and my family lives in Hualien.”
“Hualien! Nice place, I was in Hualien Shoufeng when I was in the army.”
In this way we began to talk about Hualien, and for a moment we seemed to get much closer.
After finishing his coffee, he looked at his watch, “Oh! It’s 2:30, it’s time to send you home, tomorrow morning, I’m going to take a trip back to my hometown in Taichung, I haven’t been back for two years.” He got dressed and took the car keys left by the driver, he seemed completely unaware of the reluctance in my heart to leave.
As the car drove out of the underground garage, I thought about it, and finally made up my mind, “Can I give you a ride to Taichung tomorrow? I have a good friend who lives in Taichung and I haven’t seen her for a long time, so I’d like to hitch a ride with you to see her if I can.”
Although we had arranged for him to pick me up at nine o’clock, I was waiting downstairs at 8:40 and I couldn’t control my heart anymore. At nine o’clock exactly, he appeared in front of me in his car. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”
“No, I’m just coming down.” My lies seemed to be coming more and more naturally.
“Have you gotten in touch with your friends yet? ” he asked.
“No one answered when I just called, probably still sleeping, always up later on Sundays I guess. I’ll try again at ten.”
Where I have friends who live in Taichung!
It’s ten o’clock. He gives me his cell phone. Where should I dial? Let’s dial my home. “Hello, Mrs. Wong? This is Shizuku… “Yes, is Juan here?” “Well, she’s in Kaohsiung!” “She won’t be back until next Wednesday?” ┅┅”No,no,no,no,no,no,no,bye,Wang,Mom,Wang,” Putting the phone away, I pretended to be annoyed: “She’s gone to Kaohsiung and won’t be back until next Wednesday.”
In this way, I went back to his home with him and met his parents, who were extremely excited about his return to China, but most excited about the fact that he had brought his “girlfriend” home with him. Although he repeatedly explained that I was a colleague from work who had come to Taichung to look for a friend and was out of town, the two kind and loyal elders didn’t care, and they kept helping me with the food at lunch and dinner, and during breaks, his mother kept holding my hand and telling me some interesting stories about him, and even though he didn’t try to explain, he shook his head from time to time.
After dinner, we set off back to Taipei with his mother repeatedly telling us to come back and play again.
“Sorry to embarrass you.”
“No, no, no, they’re two old men who are so nice to people. “
Soon after I got home, the phone rang, but no one answered, so I guess it was a wrong number! I didn’t really care. I was so excited that I couldn’t even sleep, and tomorrow was the first time I went to work, I should say the first time I went to work with him. I had to find a way to tire myself out until I fell asleep, and although I often did that, tonight it was a different feeling, in my head, my fingers were like his, constantly plucking those strings of my private parts, and my mouth was making audio sounds, sometimes high, sometimes low, in time with the playing of the five-stringed zither. Just after the millionth horse, my taut body gained relief, a pleasure I had never felt before, like a wave of waves invading my depths, and I fell into a quick and comforting sleep.
A week passed very quickly, his working ability is really amazing, in several meetings when everyone is still hesitant, he has already sorted out the details, and quickly made effective and easy to implement rules. Once again, I understand why my colleagues like him so much, he always simplifies the work which is extremely complicated, and he gets to the heart of the matter without dragging his feet. He always told us that by making things more efficient, we can save time to rest more and arrange more leisure activities for ourselves.
On a weekend, he invited his office colleagues to his place for dinner. I finally realized why he asked me to order such a big solid wood dining table when he was only one person. It turns out that he likes to invite friends to his home for dinner, his cooking skills are really top-notch, I’m not a lover’s eye, his cooking is praised by everyone, his coffee is particularly fragrant, his tea is full of flavor, in public and private, you can hardly provoke his shortcomings. No!
Not true! He has one drawback, his only drawback is that apart from his coworkers, he never gives me the slightest chance to get close to him since he came back from Taichung. Even though he treats everyone equally, I always feel that he should be a little more special to me.
As Tongren gradually left, Xiao Chen asked me if I wanted to drive me back on the way, and I told him that I still had some things to report to the general manager, so I would leave later.
“Can I get you anything else? How about a cold oolong?”
While he was making tea and we were chatting, he suddenly asked, “Have you contacted Xiaojuan?”
“Xiaojuan? Who’s Juan?” I asked in disbelief.
He took out his cell phone, pressed a few buttons, put the phone to his ear, and after a while, he said, “Hello, Mrs. Wong? This is Shizuku,”… “Yes, is Juan here?” “She’s gone to Kaohsiung!” “She won’t be back until next Wednesday?” ┅┅”No,no,no,no,no,no,no,bye,Wang,Mom,Wang,”
He put away the phone and looked at me: “She went to Kaohsiung and won’t be back until next Wednesday.” “You don’t have a friend named Xiaojuan who lives in Taichung, do you? “You don’t have a friend named Xiaojuan living in Taichung, do you? You’re dialing your own number, aren’t you?”
My whole body felt like it was electrified, the teacup in my hand was shaking uncontrollably, I… I… I… My whole body collapsed, and once again I fainted.
When I awoke, I realized that my entire body was tied to the dining room table, my neck at the edge of the table, my calves and thighs tied together with ropes while being pulled apart and secured to the sides of the table, and my privates unreservedly open.
“Why did you lie to me?” He asked me sternly.
“I…” How should I answer him? “Please forgive me, GM, I’m willing to accept any punishment as long as you forgive me!”
“You said it yourself, you can’t blame me.”
“Any punishment, I’m willing to accept, as long as you forgive me.”
He began to run his tongue around my breasts, lightly sucking on my nipples from time to time, and I moaned with excitement.
He didn’t tie my hands, just secured me to the dining room table at the waist with a piece of rope.
I finally realized why he wanted such a large and sturdy dining table.
With my mobile hand, I unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pull-tabs, and flicked at the male statue that held his underwear up high as he moved to me, and I licked his protuberance with my tongue through his pants.
Then I used my hand, through his pants, to squeeze his cock, with his pants, the whole thing into my mouth, and kept on rimming it.
I was willing to take any punishment I could get, I even went so far as to actively punish myself. The faster I lassoed, the tighter and deeper I lassoed, and I completely ignored the pain from his pants rubbing against my lips as I lassoed with all my might.
Suddenly, a shudder emanated from his cock, a strange change came over his face, a rousing sound came from his throat, and I quickly removed his underwear and a hot stream of semen sprayed across my face.
I… I was awakened by a wave of warmth on my forehead as he sat in front of me, patting my forehead and face with a hot towel.
Oh, my God! I can’t believe I had a dream like that in front of him.
LingLing
Post 11/16/1999
(to be continued)